2.00Pilota
Miles Omeras
CaldariDeteis
- Kill
- 37
- +0 negli ultimi 90 giorni
- Perdite
- 15
- +0 negli ultimi 90 giorni
- Efficienza
- Efficienza ISK 69%
- ISK distrutti
- 1.57B
- +0 negli ultimi 90 giorni
- Attività
- Inattivo
- 0 kill/giorno · ultimi 90 giorni
Scheda di combattimento
Numeri da eve-kill, di tutta la carriera
Combattimento
- Kill
- 37
- Perdite
- 15
- Indice di pericolo
- 100%
- Colpi finali
- 3
- Punti
- 37
ISK
- Distrutti
- 1.57B
- Persi
- 706.5M
- Bilancio
- +863.4M
- Efficienza ISK
- 69%
Solo
- Kill in solo
- 0
- Percentuale solo
- 0%
- Kill medie/giorno
- —
Altro
- Perdite contro NPC
- 0
- Quota perdite NPC
- 0%
- Attività
- Inattivo
Danni inflitti48.2K
Rapporto danni · 15%
Danni subiti267.7K
Attività
Cosa vola, dove combatte, le ultime kill e perdite
I più preziosi
Le kill più costose del periodo
Chi incontra
Chi uccide, da chi viene ucciso e cosa perde
Ultimi 90g
Uccisi
Ucciso da
Scafi persiPerdite suddivise per classe di scafo.
Bio in gioco
"A tall, elegant man stood in a dark room. The numerous computer displays and gauges cast range and blue shadows upon his serious face, his eyes piercing among the darkness, overseeing the work of his engineers.
One of the workers came running to the officer. - Commander, one of our strip miner is malfunctioning. We are getting abnormal readings from the buffer. The transport stream isn't compensating. - Deactivate the system and replace the crystal mister Dupuis, grinned the tall man."
A large fleet of Hulks and Occators warped in followed by the mighty Rorqual Command ship.
His nano transponder emitted a sharp beep. "- Commander, the fleet has reached its harvesting objectives and is awaiting your orders sir." The Commander smiled; he was pleased with the results of this last trip.
One of the workers came running to the officer. - Commander, one of our strip miner is malfunctioning. We are getting abnormal readings from the buffer. The transport stream isn't compensating. - Deactivate the system and replace the crystal mister Dupuis, grinned the tall man."
A large fleet of Hulks and Occators warped in followed by the mighty Rorqual Command ship.
His nano transponder emitted a sharp beep. "- Commander, the fleet has reached its harvesting objectives and is awaiting your orders sir." The Commander smiled; he was pleased with the results of this last trip.